First Steps

There is so much information to process. I feel like I've just been in this place where I've been waiting, interminably, for something good to happen. If anyone has ever read the book In the Meantime by Iyanla Vanzant, you know what I mean. The book is about finding love and happiness, but sometimes we get stuck waiting in this 'meantime' where nothing seems to go right. Even though it doesn't feel like it, we are growing and developing and these growing pains can be, well, painful.

Our meantime feels like it's drawing to a close. At least, we hope so.

I was put on birth control for a few days to sync up my cycle with the lab. For a while, it was unclear if there would be enough room in the inn for our possible embryos. That caused me a lot of stress. Then we had to wait and see if the HSG I had during my surgery last August would count so that I wouldn't have to do a sonohistogram. I missed any and all messages my nurse left over Labor Day weekend, and I was a nervous wreck until we straightened it out on Tuesday.

My nurse REALLY loves to talk. I am one of those people who just need the cut-and-dry information in a precise and efficient manner so I can process it and make decisions. The worst thing was when she told me I needed to come in yesterday at 11:30 for an endometrial biopsy, then told me should would call me back after talking to the doctor. I get horrible cell service at school, so I got a frantic message from her a few minutes later saying that both me and my DH needed to come in at 3:00 for baseline tests and that it was IMPERATIVE that I call her back the next morning. So I'm freaking out because I have no idea when I need to be at their office. She wanted me to call her at 8:30, which is right in the middle of my first class. So I asked another teacher to watch my class while I made a quick phone call. That took 15 inscrutable minutes on hold while the front desk person searched for my nurse. When she finally made it to the phone, she was just incredibly chatty and I was just like, "LOOK, give me the information I need so I can go back to teaching!!!!".

So we had our appointment at 3. Had a bunch of bloodwork done, both me and DH. The lady who did it was great- knew exactly what she was doing. Then I had my ultrasound and the biopsy. THAT was the most painful part. At least she saved it for last. I really had to focus on Dave and try to count to 10 with the doctor. The cramping sucked. I am such a sensitive person. I keep wondering if unmedicated home birth is really going to be the way I want to go when/if the time comes.

Now we're on some meds to prepare for the natural IVF cycle. I have my calendar, which makes me feel at least a little better about when this is all going to happen. I'll post some more about the natural IVF cycle later, because I know I couldn't find a lot of information about the process myself, which is worrisome.

Namaste.